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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: ..
I think, with the revalation of us getting more attacks based on dexterity, that Vincent and Willem can handle the east by themselves, while the rest fight the south.
Posted on 2013-06-18 at 00:49:47.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
tell you right now ody, the quarterstaff will be much better, as the skeletons will take full damage from it.
Posted on 2013-06-17 at 20:41:05.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: same
hard copy is always better 
and I will definitley be using my one sword then if i get two swings, sounds good
Posted on 2013-06-17 at 15:42:14.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
hmm,i was just wondering hammer because in DnD 3.5 when you two hand a weapon you get 1.5 times your strength bonus. like my 18 str with a +4 stat, would get +6 for two handing. this game seemed based of 3.5 a lot so was wodnering if it was the same.
Posted on 2013-06-17 at 15:21:11.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
oh cool, so i might fight with my dirk in the off hand. Question though, Will i get a bonus on damage for two handing my sword?
Posted on 2013-06-17 at 14:56:06.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
the problem with a circel of fighting is that that leaves 1/3 of the group to fight each whole skeleton group. we get hit from 3 sides with at max 3 people on each side fending them off, that's way worse than us all attacking and killing the skeletons before the rest can attack.
Posted on 2013-06-17 at 14:49:57.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
my only problem with this semi circle idea is it puts only a few people (like two or three) against half a horde of skeletons, and puts it in a prolonged battle which will probably get some of us killed. Honestly I think just throwing our 10 people against a group of 15 before all the skeletons can descend on us means that first two or three rounds of combat we're not 5:1 odds, and we can clear out a good 1/3 of them before the rest show up.
especially since the skeletons had initiative and are now within charge range, we should all 10 attack the smaller group.
Posted on 2013-06-17 at 14:07:24.
Edited on 2013-06-17 at 14:14:02 by Jozan1
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: oh yeah, healing for all!
Also Lave via Ezel sounds good, might as well stop at the nearest town and re supply & get proper rest.
Posted on 2013-06-16 at 19:50:31.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
Well I was hoping our plan woudl let us engage a group of 15 first for three or four rounds before the rest showed up, i think that's what we were all going for.
Posted on 2013-06-16 at 08:19:18.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: ,
Also just to let everyone know, my description of Alcorel is on his character sheet now courtesy of Kaelyn. Just so you can get an idea of his outfit
Posted on 2013-06-15 at 03:07:37.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: ,
Willem will try to lead an attack on the now smaller group of skeletons which I think is the group they were going to attack anyways. It's the utmost importance that we make sure they're all dispatched before the other skeletons get into combat with us.
also will try to fight near vincent, and will two hand the broadsword the whole time (not sure if there's a two handed fighting bonus like in DnD)
Posted on 2013-06-15 at 02:56:28.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising
Subject: .
Standing at the edge of the camp, Alcorel looked over the group and gave a smile. He knew the small wand he purchased before their last endeavour would come in handy in a pinch, he just had no idea how much.
NineFox was the first he had approached, and the gruff looking man gladly accepted his healing.
“Thank you, Alcorel, your kindness goes a long way in this dark time.” He gave a slight bow and smiled, happy that even with the loss of their friend, politeness was not lost on the wise man.
Speaking in a friendlier but soft tone as is usual of him, Alcorel replied.
"It is at times like these where we must be the most kind and caring towards each other, for who else can we turn to but ourselves? I know you are a very self-sufficient man, but please if you need something do not hesitate to come to me." With words traded, Alcorel made his way to another two of the group without hesitation, next coming to Tasso and Xxandra. With an exchange of smiles and acknowledgment, he healed any serious wounds and then moved on.
Guh-Amriel was next, the large half elf from nomadic bringings mourning in her own way, a chant of passing from what Alcorel could surmise. As she was about to stand, he laid his hand on her shoulder, then the wand. With a brief touch divine powers channeled to her, healing whatever was most dire.She then stood quickly at the sudden surge and turned.
"More Power! Feed Rage! Me Help You!"
Alcorel smiled as she spoke to him in her broken common tongue, though he knew she was much better at speaking her native tongue of elvish. He spoke back to her kindly, and in elvish.
"My friend, I must make sure others are healed of wounds that are life threatening, but soon after I should be able to help you more."
He took her hand in his, and with his other he pat her hand as a sign of good faith and friendship, then let it slip away as he moved on.
Last but not least was Ellen. Without a word exchanged but a few heartfelt gestures, he healed her until she was seen fit to function. He took a few steps back and tucked his wand in his belt, thinking of what Ellen had said earlier.
“Look, we’ve got to decide what we want to do, we can either become spivs – each go on our separate way. Or we can follow this. It’s a letter from the Home Commander of Vesh, he wanted us to go to Lave for some urgent task. I don’t care what it is. But maybe it’s because of this that we were attacked last night. Maybe by doing this we can find out who took Nel, and then make them bleed and make them hurt. Anyway it’s what I intend to do. And you berks can come along too if you like. Either way, you shouldn't stay here. Whatever it was that came for us last night, could come back.”
NineFox was next to speak, giving Alcorel more time to think up a reasonable response.
“I will join you to Lave, Ellen. I serve no purpose in sitting here. Perhaps this Commander will know something that Nel never shared with us. And even if not, your words speak truly. I am unclear as to how we survived the night prior, but whatever happened took somebody much greater than myself. A second encounter would likely lead to the demise of many.”
Up until now, Tasso had been quiet, but like his true character he now spoke up and his words made Alcorel chuckles to himself, everyone's true colors slowly coming back.
“Well El m’dear, I don’t suppose I could go be lettin’ you and Foxxy here be wonderin’ off into this wild n’crazy venture there without me along then now could I? Wouldn’t seem right proper good at’all and for the life of me I’m lost as right’s-fack out here in the wilds and all and I don’t right feel like being left hereabouts. Not to mention the pair of ya’s barely have the wherewithal to talk you’s ways through the purchase of a fine ham let alone a Knight Commander. Speakin’ of it though as we are…does anyone have ham then?”
Through all the pain, both emotional and physical, Alcorel did not notice that it was about past the time they would have their morning meal, the hunger pangs beginning to strike. With his thoughts almost collected he was ready to speak, but Guh-Amriel spoke up, curt and to the point.
"Me Hurt! You Hurt! We Avenge Nel Now! Me Get You Ham!" she gestured to Tasso, whos clambering for ham had made him a bit hungrier than he'd of liked. Before anyone could leave the camp, he finally added his piece.
"Now is the time that we all should be closest together, a time of vulnerability that anyone can take advantage of. At one point we all were just a company of blades, but now we are friends, and friends I do not leave behind. My travels will be dictated by your actions and whatever everyone chooses I'll be there to help." He motioned to the petrified Nel, the living statue of plants and obsidian something he never dreamt he would see. "And Corean damn me if I don't try to help her with all my being!"
He walked over to Nel, and knelt down to examine the hilt of the sickle. " I've heard of many magics that turn flesh to stone, but nothing that ever would require something as heinous as what this looks like, a sacrifice of some sort. I know the sickle has been magical for some time and it's properties are mighty." Alcorel gently stroked Nel's fingers, which still grasped the hilt of the sickle." Her grip is still tight on the hilt, and the plants sprouting from her are thriving..."He sat for a minute still knelt in front, his fingers tapping his face. Suddenly he turned, his eyes wide and looking hopeful he looked at the group. "I think we can save her, I don't think she's gone forever..."His voice drifted off as he thought, then with more purpose than usual in his tone he spoke up. "There are magics that also turn stone to flesh, but I feel those wouldn't even be good enough here. This magic feels old, an ancient power that predates anything I've seen or even read about in all my years. Maybe there is also an equivalent to this ancient magic that will turn the stone to flesh, but if there is it would be something of great power. Also these plants, I feel they are very important, or else they wouldn't be apart of the spell. If something happens to them, who knows what could happen to her inside. We must keep them alive somehow until we can determine if there's a chance of saving her."
As he looked at the group he stood, and realized that some of them were still wounded, just not mortally. He couldn't do anything except think about the problem of Nel, but here he could act and do more good.
"My apologies, here it seems I missed that some of us are still a bit battered from last night. We can't do anything for her now, so let's work on ourselves." He then touched his wand once more to himself, to Tasso, and to NineFox.
Clasping his hands and bowing slightly, he smiled.
"Wonderful. Now that we're in much better of a condition than earlier, and with Guh-Amriel going on her hunt, I shall use this time to pray and make sure we are prepared in case anything happens on our travels. May the gods bless us all in our endeavors."
Alcorel then turned, his large loose braid swinging behind him. He walked to the edge of a clearing under a tree and knelt, reading from a small book as he prepared his divine spells for the day.
Posted on 2013-06-14 at 23:09:49.
Edited on 2013-06-14 at 23:11:51 by Jozan1
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: .
I wish I could have as much blissful ignorance as you Grugg 
Posted on 2013-06-14 at 20:04:14.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: .
Oh man, everyone else in my breakroom at work must be wondering why i'm chuckling so much, The RP here is hilarious!
I'll definitely post some responses and also healing everyone up to where they wanna be when I get home from work.
Posted on 2013-06-14 at 13:55:48.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: woo!
I'm glad my purchases have come in handy already, wonder what woudl of happened if we encounted a monster or two, all at 3 hp :S
Also is everyone comfortable with their Hit points where they are at? if not, I'll expend as many charges as needed to bring everyone up to where they wanna be.
Posted on 2013-06-14 at 02:20:42.
Edited on 2013-06-14 at 02:23:46 by Jozan1
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: .
yeah, I figure everyone would want at least 50%, so we'll go with bringing everyone to around half. but if no one wants healing then I was going to say we can RP it out in game having a conversation. ACtually, if anyone wants to say anything to Alcorel as he comes to you with healing, go ahead and post it up or PM or or whatever, and we'll have a go.
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 05:56:21.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising
Subject: .
From the blackness, the world began to glow red. It seemed like a veil of night was beginning to lift from Alcorel's vision revealing a warm red glow that encompassed all that he saw. Just as slowly feeling began to return to his body, but whether he wanted it back or not was a matter of its own. Small stinging pains wracked his body but one wound pierced his mind sharper than any other. Directly in the center of his chest he could feel a warm, deep wound that really should of killed him.
He slowly began to flex his legs and arms, fortunate to have none of them broken. He felt every source of the pain in his body but as to what caused it he could not immediately remember, all he could draw up in his mind still was utter blackness, while his vision was engulfed with red. Bringing his hand to his face he felt a dozen small lacerations and discovered where they came from. From his waist up Alcorel lay tangled in a thorn bush, what felt like a hundred thorns all pressing into him at once. He brought his fingers to touch his eyes wondering why all he was seeing is red, hoping that his eyes weren't torn out by whatever had done this. He touched and sighed a short painful exhale feeling that his eyes were merely closed, the sun beating down on his face. With more effort than normally needed he opened his eyes.
The sun's stinging light brought back memories that flooded his mind. He could only remember blackness from the night before because that's all there was, black shadows. All he could recall was awakening from his bedroll, half the party already clambering out of their own, and watchin in horror as the shadows themselves manifested to kill them. They all fought valiently, but each fell to their assailers. Alcorel remembered his, it being the most vivid part of the night. A shade had approached him with horrific speed as he tried to manifest a spell, it's icy coldness washing Alcorel as it hovered inches away from him. There was a split second in hesitation in both, and then it struck it's shadowy lance into his chest, one deep deadly wound dropping him. As the shade skirted away it flung him afar into a bush, where his eyes slowly closed, the last thing he can remember being a loud yell and a burst of white light, leaving a red after image on his eye lids as he passed out.
He sat up, wrenching himself away from the bush and slowly regained his composure. Around him he could see his companions all awake, and bloodied just as badly. He began to fish around in his pack for one of his wands, when the most obvious question hit him.
How are we still alive?
The answer was not what he wanted to think about. Some powerful magic was released last night, he could sense it. His whole existence is devoted to magics of both types, and he began to stand on shaky legs with his wand of cure now in hand. His first concern everyone else, and he approached the scene. Tasso was sitting up, but staying quiet which added to the sorrow of the situation that had befallen them. Ellen was standing reading something from a pack, Guh-Amriel was kneeling while praying to herself, Nine Fox was also kneeling on the ground, and Xxandra was hugging something. Alcorel stopped in his tracks when he realized through hazy vision what it was everyone was crowded around.
Nel. She was the only head unnacounted for, and he slowly rounded the statue everyone was crowded around, becoming even more horrified with each step. Distinguishing features of Nel were there, and when he saw from the side her sickle jutting from the chest of the stone, with vines, thorns, and flowers growing from it all, he could do nothing but stand with a grimace. His friend, ally, and mentor now sat as a stone statue, her death saving the six of them. He could only stand and look, his hands moving from his head to his mouth, blood and dirt mixing as he covered his horrified look. Several minutes passed like this, and he then realized that his comrades were just as beaten as he was. There was nothing within his power that could save Nel from this state, but the gods be damned is he was going to let another one of his companions fall.
He was standing behind the four of them as they were close to Nel, with Tasso still sitting nearby. He first tapped the wand to his own wound to close up what bleeding he had re opened from the movement, expending one charge, then moving over to Nine Fox. With a quiet and solumn sounding voice, he offered to heal any wounds.
"Here, my friend. Let me help, I have this just for times like these."
One tap and a mumble of a word and the healing begins, and Alcorel makes his way to each person in the group, making sure none falter.
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 05:24:45.
Edited on 2013-06-13 at 05:54:21 by Jozan1
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: I think,
we shoudl definitely charge the eastern group, have the paladin turn the large southern group, and hopefully by then the 15 will be dead(again), and we'll only have to deal with 2:1 odds
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 03:20:06.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
@ziklag, i figure we can chop up one of the smaller groups, then let the turning work on the bigger one.
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 03:01:37.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
yes, I said right so whether it was west or east, it would be to our right
east sounds well and good to me
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 02:43:05.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: oh man
Willem is quick to think on his feet, but after this if he is voted leader he'll have some real anxiety, but won't back away from the position. That will be hilarious to RP
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 02:10:57.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers
Subject: Spooky Scary Skeletons!
Finally, they had arrived. Willem's past week had been filled with boring boat travel, rough storms, and people vomiting over the sides of the ship. Through it all though, he still felt it was worth it. Meeting this many new people in such a short span of time really put him off to begin with, but the fact that there were so many people actually played out to his advantage. They were so busy getting to know each other, the crew, and the captain that few paid him any attention. Only one person he really talked to since that first day, and that was Vincent. Willem smiled at the thought of Vincent, the altruistic knight-in-training made him laugh with his huge daunting frame, but almost childish demeanor. He was ok with having only him as the only real talking companion, large groups and lengthy conversations weren't really Willem's thing.
He took one last look at the eye patch he twirled in his hand and then stuffed it into a belt pouch, then scanned the crowd on the ship. People were conversing, singing, playing instruments, all things just to pass the time. He nodded along and confirmed his feelings, that this was all much much better than he had back in the Detmold forest. Being among friendly people who want to watch each others backs instead of driving a dagger into it really was a change of pace he was welcome to.
He lifted his head to scan the horizon, and the islands beach was approaching rapidly. He was ok with riding on ships, but he would much rather feel his feet on solid ground after all this time at sea. It might as well be something he should get used to though, since his plans involved him living long enough to take this ship back and forth the seas.
The ship slowly hit the shore sliding up the sandy beach, wedging itself half way onto land. Willem hauled himself over the edge and landed in a few inches of receding sea water, then made his way up the beach to meet the rest of the group.
The travel to the city was uneventful and even scenic, which pleased Willem. He wasn't sure what to expect when he hit shore, whether to expect a welcoming or a battle, both which he preferred less than what they got, an empty beach and no one in sight. His mind wandered about what he would get in the city as he was given 10 gold to spend, until they crested the hill they traveled up and got their first sight of the city.
Wreckage and ruins was all the greeted them. Crumbling spires and caved in houses littered the city, the street strewn with debre and the only signs of life being insects crawling around and the birds to pick them off.
The group hesitated for a moment, deciding whether to go explore the city for goods, or turn back. Personally Willem believed they got this far, they might as well head on and figure out what happened, and where all the valuables were. Another nagging question ate at his mind, and that was how could a city as grand as this one have it's destruction go unnoticed in the annals of history? Who were these people, why was there city gone, who destroyed it and why hadn't any of them known that a civilization they were going to visit was already wiped out? He was one of the few people left up on the hill as the rest of them agreed to head on. He smiled as his will had been agreed upon without having to say anything.
They traveled through the ruins, slowly taking their time and exploring everything. Nothing seemed to live here, but something didnt' feel right to Willem. He knew the sounds of what wilds sounded like, filled birds and animal noises, but this was different. It was quiter than normal, and even in a masonry filled jungle like this, there should of been something more in the air. Then there was the sound, water. Somewhere in the rubble there was a stream, and naturally everyone was attracted to it as it was the only thing to break the monotony of rubble and stone.
Just as Willem was about to make a comment to Vincent, their conversation being sporadic since they hit the city, Jaufre spoke up. He sensed something evil in the surrounding area, and what he yelled made the hair stand up on willem's neck, skeletons.
Unfortunately, undeath was something that Willem has seen in the past, and by all the gods he wished they would stay there. He drew his broadsword and hefted it in two hands, looking around the group. He saw the oncoming skeletons through the rubble, and he swallowed hard as he realized how many there were. Three groups, left, right, and behind them. This was not a good situation at all.
"We should take one group on, I say the right. Fight them before the rest hit, but we dont' have much time!"
Willem made motions to the right of the group and right one for the smaller hordes, hopefully clearing them out with the rest before the other two hordes could hit.
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 02:08:55.
Edited on 2013-06-13 at 02:43:42 by Jozan1
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
Right, so I say as a group, we push hard into one bunch of them and take them on as someone suggest before, and then turn to face the others. always better to destroy the separate pieces than letting them come together as a whole. If need be, Willem will lead the way.
Posted on 2013-06-13 at 00:11:54.
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Topic: Treasure Seekers QnA
Subject: .
Getting my posting done tonight, internet did go down but everything is all good now, thanks for being patient
Posted on 2013-06-12 at 23:28:47.
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Topic: Nomachron: Blood Moon Rising Q&A
Subject: Right, no worries.
Net did go down and all, but it's all squared away now. Getting all my posting down tonight, thanks for being awesome everyone 
Also I just realized, a halfling, 3 half elves, a drow and a human. very interesting party :p
Posted on 2013-06-12 at 23:27:56.
Edited on 2013-06-13 at 02:50:53 by Jozan1
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